Hot and Steamy

She raised one leg up over my hip, spreading her legs and fully exposing her pussy to my hands and cock. I wanted to lick it, but we were too far along on this occasion. I dipped my fingers in and then put them to my lips to taste her as her eyes burned into mine. She grabbed my hand and pulled my fingers to her mouth to suck, then pushed my hand back to her pussy. I hooked two fingers up under her mound; tapping and seeking her G spot. She reached down and tucked my throbbing cock between her legs and then slid her cunt lips back and forth along the top of my shaft.

"Now?" I whispered as my knob rimmed her entry hole.

"Now," she whispered back and slowly pushed her hips towards me as my knob parted her lips. She paused to squeeze just behind the knob, clutching and releasing several times. We jointly worked the full length of my cock into her with a series of short jabs, my knob parting the velvet folds of her tunnel before our pubic bones ground together.

She surrendered her body, her pussy remained soft and open and yielding to my long slow strokes. I teased her slit with my knob with each retrieval before then plunging back in more quickly each time. As my speed increased I rolled her to her back. She widened her legs to receive me and then raised them up over my back as we began to fuck mindlessly.

Our bellies slapped together, my cock producing juicy sounds as I ravaged her slippery pussy. She murmured some words, obviously Finnish and began thrusting her hips and pussy at me to match each of my wild thrusts. The tease and the seduction were over; we both needed the relief of orgasm. I jammed deep in her and began to get off, my body rigid, my toes splayed out as her body clutched and released in spasms of pleasure.

We lay still, my cock barely moving inside her, our bodies glued together. Her lips found mine, her tongue roamed between my gums and my teeth; her hot hands clutched my butt, holding me in her. We enjoyed the last strokes, slow and easy, my cock bending a little now but oh it felt so damn delicious.

I rolled off of her to one side; we lay holding hands, staring up at the ceiling. The sounds of the night returned, the rustling of the leaves and the light slap of waves on the beach.

She said, "That was perfect Jim. I have never thought of sex with you until today. But when you began to look at me as if I was no longer 'Mrs. Niemi', I began to think of you as a desirable man, and not just the neighbor's son." She reached down and closed her hand around my cock, stiffening already. "I was going to suggest a midnight swim to cool off a bit, but maybe later, you're getting hard again. You were so hard inside of me, I loved the feeling."

I bent over her, lifted a big tit to my mouth and fastened my lips around the hard nipple and sucked. She continued to talk while teasing my cock to full hardness once again. "We can spend each night together until Peter returns. I will come here after dark and leave before light. We will not meet during the day." She moved one leg over top of me, sliding her pussy up, rubbing it on my thigh and knee before moving over top of me. She straddled me; her eyes were deadly serious as she lowered her ass down, guiding my cock between her legs. She swabbed the knob of my cock in her creamy pussy.

I hadn't said word one to this point. What was there to say? My only thoughts were that I hoped Peter stayed busy all week long and could not find time to return. And then her slippery cunt encircled my knob and she settled down on me. Her lips were pursed and occasionally she would bite her lower lip as my cock disappeared inside her again and again. I used my thumb to rub softly on her exposed clit as she rode me.

I asked her, "What were you saying when I was fucking you? Sounded Finnish, what did it mean?" I was holding her hips while kissing her tits as they swayed back and forth over my face.

Her eyes were heavy with lust as she rose and settled on me, swiveling her hips down and then back up as she consumed my cock. She said, "It was Finn, I don't want to tell you, but you probably know what I was saying. I said 'vittu kova' several times."

"Yes, that was it, sounds like 'fuck me' in Finnish." I was guessing of course.

She began to bounce up and down faster now, leaning over to crush her great tits against my chest. "Almost," she groaned, "almost. It means 'fuck me hard'." She leaned down with her ass pushing higher with each stroke before crashing her hips down at me faster and faster. "Vittu kova," she demanded. That pretty well did it for both of us.

We had two more nights together. Each began with an hour or so in the sauna, a cooling jump into the lake and a night of sex in my bed. She wanted to try everything and so did I.

Most certainly those nights were all about sex. But there was a tenderness as well, not love but a recognition that each of us desired the other totally, one of life's best aphrodisiacs. At 24 years of age, there were very few females that did not turn me on, but this lady was totally mine for those few hours. It remains one of the most pleasant three days of my life.

And in Valma's case, I believe that she had just needed to know that she was desirable. After the first uncertainty and hesitation, once committed she showed no remorse or hesitation. She was my woman, if only for those few overheated hours.